True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 1208

Zachary took a shower and changed into some casual clothing. He took one of the treats that she had brought and shoved the whole thing in his mouth.

The mochi made from sticky rice and cream was very sweet.

He didn't eat stuff like this usually.

However, he swallowed it this time. It tasted very sweet.

It was so sweet that it left him longing for more.

He turned to look at Yvonne, who was laying on the bed. He poured himself a glass of wine and walked out with it in his hand.

Soon, the butler noticed him from a distance and came up to him hurriedly. "Young Master Zachary."

Zachary, who was feeling lazy, ordered, "Order the kitchen staff to prepare supper. It has to be ready in two hours. Arrange for someone to serve them at anytime."

"It's all ready. There are main dishes, side dishes, desserts, milk, juice, and drinks. We're waiting for your orders."

Zachary looked at his watch. It was eleven at night.

He said, "Prepare something for me to eat."

"Yes, Young Master Zachary."

Zachary recovered his strength after eating. He then received a call from his mother before he returned to the room.

"Zachary, you've returned to Southland?" There was a hint of surprise in Madam Lowe's tone. There was a heavier sense of gossip in it.

Zachary could tell that his mother had heard some news.

It seemed that the butler had told his mother he had brought Yvonne back with him.

This group of gossipers had told her everything.

Zachary knew what his mother was most concerned about, so he didn't hide the truth from her, "Mom, I have registered my marriage with Maria's mother."

"Ah?" Madam Lowe couldn't help exclaiming, and her breathing became unstable. Then she praised him, "Well done, son."

Zachary didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His mother, a dignified person like her, had always acted like a lady from a respectable family. How could she say something like that?

He shook his head and laughed, saying, "I'm sorry about not informing you earlier. We just got registered this morning."

"It doesn't matter," Madam Lowe laughed brightly and said, "Marriage is a choice of your own. You have the complete right to make your own decisions. I won't interfere, and I won't blame you for not telling me sooner."

"Mom!" Zachary didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "Your support and understanding make me even more apologetic."

"If you're really sorry, hurry up and tell your daughter. Even though Maria didn't say anything these days, it's obvious she misses you. I think she misses her mommy too, but she refuses to admit it." "Mom, please help me tell Maria." Zachary said, "I will go and talk to her when we come back. Yvonne and I will stay in Southland for a few more days."

"Zachary, now that you two have registered your marriage, what about the wedding? I should start preparing for a wedding, don't I? I should order a wedding dress. Jewelry, yes, Yvonne needs to have all the jewelry. As her mother-in-law, I have to give her the best jewelry." "Mom, I will have to trouble you with this." Zachary was still very polite towards his mother.

"My silly son, you are finally married. I am so happy. I'm sure your father is smiling in heaven," Madam Lowe said sincerely.

At the mention of his father, Zachary paused; he didn't say anything for a long time.

Madam Lowe was smart, and she could tell something was wrong.

"Zachary, what's wrong?"

"Mom!" Zachary paused for a while and said, "Nothing, it's okay."

"You're hiding something from me, aren't you?" Madam Lowe questioned.

Zachary said, "No, Mom, I'm really okay."

"You quarrel with Yvonne this afternoon, didn't you?" Madam Lowe, seeing that her son wasn't saying anything, became anxious. "Don't try to hide it from me. I know everything. You two quarreled in front of your father's portrait. The butler told me everything."

Ugh!

Zachary gave up.

"Don't blame the butler. He watched you grow up from a little kid and knows your temper well. When you brought Yvonne to our house to pay respects to your father and started arguing in front of his portrait, I knew something's not right. What's going on?"

"Mom!" Zachary hesitated for a moment and said, "You may not know what happened before. Dad had always been careful and strict in doing things, so naturally, he wouldn't have told you this. Yvonne's departure back then had something to do with Dad. I know the entire truth now."

"What did you say? Your father had something to do with your breakup?"

"Yes," Zachary said in a low tone, "Dad was afraid that I would delay my studies and wouldn't study abroad, so he requested for Yvonne to leave me."

Madam Lowe was surprised. "I never knew about all this. Your dad didn't tell me anything. I don't know anything about it at all."

"That's why I said Dad does things too secretively; he even managed to hide it from you," Zachary sighed. "More than eight years."

His words were filled with regret, regret for the past eight years of his life.

For the past few years, they were separated.

Even Maria was seven now.

How many more years did they have?

Madam Lowe could tell from his tone that he felt helpless and regretful. She persuaded her son quickly, "Son, your father didn't tell me anything. Don't blame him. Although he did so, he only wanted what was best for you. It was just that he did bad things with good intentions."

"I know," Zachary said, "Yvonne also asked me not to blame him."

"She said that?" Madam Lowe was even more surprised.

"Yvonne is very kind," Zachary said, "She would rather let herself live a hard life with Maria than tell me the truth. It was only when I recently learned about the truth from other people and questioned her that she confessed. But she still didn't want me to blame Dad. She is really selfless and kind."

Madam Lowe was also surprised, and then she said, "Then Yvonne is truly a kind-hearted child. Son, you have to treat her well. Only when a woman really loves you will she be willing to give birth to a child for you."

"I know," Zachary understood this as well.

"The wedding should be huge," Madam Lowe said, "It should be grand. I will start the preparations now. You can't hold such a simple wedding like Grace and Heinz. It was so simple that it looked like nothing. Our family has already let Yvonne down once. This time, we can't let her down again." "Mom, thank you," Zachary thanked his mother sincerely for her understanding.

"Son, don't be so courteous with me," Madam Lowe asked again, "Why were you two quarreling?"

"I was unable to accept the fact that she was still refusing to tell me the truth behind her disappearance even in front of Dad's portrait."

"Oh," Madam Lowe asked again, "What about the second time? What happened the second time? Why did she leave Maria with you and leave?"

"She was ill," Zachary said, "She had been treating her illness for the past year."

"Ill?" Madam Lowe's voice raised, "What kind of illness?"

"Autoimmune disease."

"Zachary," Madam Lowe didn't understand this illness, but she knew that it had to be serious. She said earnestly, "Don't hurt her anymore. It's not easy for her to tell you that she is sick. Maria is still angry at her even now. As a mother, I know that feeling. Enjoy your time with her in Southland. When you come back, I will let Maria call her Mommy."

"Mom!" Zachary didn't expect his mother to be so open-minded. Not only did she not ask him anything else, she even comforted him. This made Zachary astonished.

"Mom, Yvonne has recovered from her illness," Zachary says: "It's just that she can't overwork herself."

He remembered Fabian saying that Yvonne could not overwork herself within the year.

Therefore, after doing it the second time, he did not dare to continue. He was worried her body couldn't take more.